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J.M.W. Turner Video (MV)




Performed By: Vold Book
Length: 6:01
Written by: John Trautman




Vold Book - J.M.W. Turner Lyrics




People of the future world, silicon hearts, as rare as a shooting star
This dream sequence of deepest waters and foreign sands is brought to you by
The mystical states of Bohemian-treasured psychedelia
Reflected in the jewelled trees, a multi-colored lotus turns away
From the infinite sadness of its technicolor dream
Galaxies of moving pictures come alive as a glass of champagne
Meets the clockwork of your eye in secret rooms for the heart of Abingdon, U.K.
Under the red glow of sunset, dawn of stars, temples of the golden pavilion, island mist
Perfumed gardens glisten everywhere, sleepy silver door
Archives remain in magic of writing
A 1920s dreamport plays upon the cosmic riddle, as old as time
Tomorrow's entrepreneurs journey to forever through sacred alleys and the seven seas
Just to find the lost notes of raw, magical power and unfinished beauty
Possessions that last
Flickering around me, audience admires houses with hidden doors
Delphi shining daughter above
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People of the future world, silicon hearts, as rare as a shooting star
This dream sequence of deepest waters and foreign sands is brought to you by
The mystical states of Bohemian-treasured psychedelia
Reflected in the jewelled trees, a multi-colored lotus turns away
From the infinite sadness of its technicolor dream
Galaxies of moving pictures come alive as a glass of champagne
Meets the clockwork of your eye in secret rooms for the heart of Abingdon, U.K.
Under the red glow of sunset, dawn of stars, temples of the golden pavilion, island mist
Perfumed gardens glisten everywhere, sleepy silver door
Archives remain in magic of writing
A 1920s dreamport plays upon the cosmic riddle, as old as time
Tomorrow's entrepreneurs journey to forever through sacred alleys and the seven seas
Just to find the lost notes of raw, magical power and unfinished beauty
Possessions that last
Flickering around me, audience admires houses with hidden doors
Delphi shining daughter above
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Writer: John Trautman
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